'A tragic story starring you and me
Yell "cut", we're stuck inside this scene
This is Heartache On The Bigscreen'
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I woke up to something heavy on my lower half. My eyes were still closed so i couldn't exactly see who it was but i was guessing it had to be Chloe because she is the only person with access to our hotel room, unless a robber or something wanted to rest from all his robbering and out of all the choices they decide to sit on my legs where they would easily be caught. But out of the two senarios I chose the first option. It's more practical.
i slowly opened my eyes because some idiot decided to full on open the curtains so i had to get my eyes to adjust to the light without blinding myself.
AH-HAH! i was right, Chloe was sitting on my legs; like I predicted. Facing the TV in our shared room. Without thinking I rolled over, trying to get comfy, but forgetting the fact that Chole was still on me so as a result she fell off my bed with a thud
"ow" she wined while rubbing her head looking up at me as i peered over the bed.
"wow deja vu much?" i sighed chucking the dovet off my body, getting off my bed to help Chloe off the ground.
"so you decide to help me this time?" Chloe spoke up as i was helping her stand before quickly making my bed because im in a happy mood. If it was any other day i would just leave it because i only sleep in it, so whats the point in making it if its just gonna get messy again the following day?
"Hey today is a special day and you know that, but if we were back home i would of just left you and laughed again" i smiled because it was true.
I needed to find the outfit i chose for today, i either left it in my suitcase or put it in one of the draws wich were mine. or did i hang it up in the wardobe? this is like a bloody treasure hunt.
"I CALL SHOWER FIRST!" chloe ran and screamed grabbing a towel on the way, while i was still looking for my clothes and shaking my head at her silliness
"right back to finding that outfit" i mumbled to my self, i hope Ashton likes my outfit i picked for today, because then we might become friends and then one day when we are out somewhre he could ask me to be his girlfriend, and then we would get married, have kids and omg i need to stop over thinking hings. obviously thats not going to happen over an outfit. jesus whats wrong with me
the one thing im paranoid about is making a fool outta myself. i dont want to be known as the girl who *blank* at a 5sos meet and greet. Then my dream wouldnt happen, and then id be thinking what if to everything in life and i cant. god i need to stop babbling in my head.
like seriously it is bad enough talking nonsense let alone in my head. Apparently according to my mum she said that once i was able to talk i didnt stop becasue i thought i would loose my voice some how, so i had to talk as much as possible just in case it ever happened. I'm weird like that.
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"Chloe hurry the fuck up! seriously i need to use the bathroom" i whined banging on the bathroom door. she has been in their for nearly an hour now, what is she even doing? actually i dont even want to know.
Anyway, in time Chloe annouced she was showering first, i've had breakfast with was just some toast because i normally skip breakfast as i sleep till midday. Also i have got all stuff sorted for when we leave, like the tickets we need to get in with, some snacks, drinks, and my clothes are placesd at the the end of my bed ready for me to change into after- i mean when i have my shower
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